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Monday, October 27, 2008

me and the Sushi

The bar is only a line, too narrowto separate him from the dull eyeof the public. He has to capture attention.Crazy he goes with his pansand his spices and the fish carriedfrom the deep belly of the seato his kitchen. He cares for this burden:the art a tradition to teach tosome fad amateurs staring at the scene.

“Trust me, “ said the sushi chef“you do not want the extra sauce”and thus he accounted for balancebetween me and his tradition,as I get ready to swallowhis whole culture, a nationfrom the tip of my tongue

9 comments:

That is a supercool piece of hypertextual art poetry of the highest order. The idea behind it is complete and acts as a motive impulse behind the whole piece. It has thematic integrity, an orginal thought and unique expression. Brilliant!

Thank you Barbara.I think the idea was that sometimes the traditional cuisine or art of a foreign culture becomes a kind of fad, something cool to eat (or write or read or watch). But it loses its intrinsic value, it becomes empty form...

Hi! I saw you at the link on S.L.'s site. This is wonderful. I love the hyperlinks. I've seen it done a bit, but this is the best example I've seen yet. And your last three lines are awesome!!! The whole poem is excellent, but I really get excited when I see a powerful ending. It's nice to meet you.

Julie,It is nice to meet you too (and to read your poems).I agree : a good end might make an otherwise rather mediocre poem become remarkable.As for the hypertext and links , I think they add some spice to the posting directly on an web log.